I own nothing...
It was dark, warm and wet, my prison I mean. It was awful being alone with my thoughts thinking over the terrible years I lived trough and holding on to the few happy memories. I stayed in this dark warm place for what seemed like years. At the beginning, I thought I was alone but eventually, I sensed another presence beside me.I felt joy and despair. I was so very happy that I wasn't alone but the thought of another person suffering the same way I was made me sad. The walls of my prison became tighter and tighter. There was a lot of pressure close to the end of our stay. It was around that time I realized what was happening.
At the beginning, I thought I was alone but eventually, I sensed another presence beside me.I felt joy and despair. I was so very happy that I wasn't alone but the thought of another person suffering the same way I was made me sad. The walls of my prison became tighter and tighter. There was a lot of pressure close to the end of our stay. It was around that time I realized what was happening.
The walls of my, no our, prison became tighter and tighter. There was a lot of pressure close to the end of our stay. It was around that time I realized what was happening.
My sibling was born first. Then it was my turn to get ripped from my warmth. I knew what was happening, so even if it was awful I stayed quiet. I wanted to rejoin my sibling. It felt weird. It felt wrong. But as soon as I heard my siblings screams I felt calm.
I heard voices panicked voices. The person holding me said something and it seemed to calm the voices. I was passed into different arms. I tried to open my eyes and saw my mother. The word "Inoke" left her lips. I guess that's my new name. She had kind brown eyes and her hair was in a messy bun. She looked at me with love and awe. It has been so long since someone stared at me like that.
She was.. nothing like my mother in appearance. But she looked at me the same way. Then I notice another pink bundle. The baby, my new sister, had blue eyes and golden hair. She looked like my baby pictures. I decided I would love and protect them. Nothing will happen to my new family.
That's when I was passed to another person. My father. He had blue eyes and blond hair in a ponytail. But that wasn't what shocked me, it was the headband on his forehead with the Konoha inscription on it. I was so shocked I let out my first scream. I recognized this person it was Inoichi Yamanaka. He looked quite startled by the sudden noise, but I didn't have time to ponder this as sleep took over.
The first six months was spent getting over my shock, enjoying the presence of Ino, and learning the language. I also sensed something exciting and wonderful. I guessed this was chakra as I've never felt the sensation before. I tried to do something with it, but I could only move it through my body. I could not push it out of my skin. I tried standing up and crawling and just moving as much as I could to exercise. I hated being useless.
My first word was Ino-chan. I said it the same day I started walking in my sixth month of life. after that, I started talking in simple sentences. Otou-san and Okaa-san seemed a bit shocked but very happy. Ino-chan tried to copy me all the time. It was funny to see her face scrunched up in frustration.
When I was about 1 year old I met Shikamaru and Choji. Although Shikamaru slept trough the birthday party, and Choji.. well Choji just ate. It was funny to see them already acting so similar to the characters I once read about. After we met our parent's set up playdates often enough for us to become friends. I guess this is why InoShikaCho trio worked so well together. They were so in tune with each other it was impossible for the team not to work.
I knew I needed to start training as early as possible which is why I started to show interest in books. When Okaasan read to us I climbed into her lap and started pointing at words. She didn't seem to understand at first but soon started reading what I pointed to, me repeating everything she said. I think she spoke to my father because the very next day he sat me down and opened a children's book with characters. He spoke and I repeated everything. After that, my lessons started.
When my lessons started I tried to spend some time on stretching and running during play time. Ino repeated my actions happily. My parents started to treat me differently than Ino. I realized my actions weren't the smartest. It wasn't obvious at first. But the frowns and constant observation started to annoy me soon. So I tried to act like Ino when I didn't have lessons or wasn't stretching and running. This seemed to appease my parents.
Until Shikaku came snooping I made up a good enough excuse to satisfy his curiosity. He thought I was reincarnated while keeping some of my basic knowledge. Unlocking more knowledge when I saw something familiar.
This went on until I was about 3 years old. Now a lot new things happened first daddy started to teach us how to correctly stretch and basic taijutsu form. Of course, our writing and reading lessons continued. We also started learning to read emotions and detect lies.
It was simple enough while I was bored Ino-chan loved these lessons. The most memorable moment was when I unlocked my chakra a little after my fifth birthday.. while I sensed it before I could never channel it properly until one evening.
I was finally alone in the bathtub, Ino-chan already getting dressed for bed, so I tried to get chakra out into my hand. I tried this every time I was alone. It never worked before. Sighing I braced myself for another failure. But.. It worked! After such a long time, it worked! It was the most wonderful feeling!
- that is until I touched the waters surface. Suddenly I started to feel dizzy as chakra swept away from my body into the surrounding water. I felt my eyes drop, no longer having strength to stay awake, or even shout for help I blacked out.
